It was everything I had thought it would be. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.Eventually she recovered and disengaged from him long enough... to have him lay back and mount him. She was in her favorite position, right on top, in charge and moving her ass up and down as someone fondled her ass and nursed on her breasts.Peter was thoroughly enjoying himself. His hands wandered freely all over her body. He massaged her ass as he feasted on her breasts.Peter smiled his approval at me,. Her hair, too, was still quite damp, the dark curls pressed against her skin were as disheveled as she should feel at the moment. But somehow, despite her confusion, the warm afterglow prevented any feelings of anxiety to seep into her mind. She just felt too good for that.After a long, languorous stretch, she sat up in her bed and tried to make sense of how she had gotten back to the camp. The dim light of dawn was slipping in through the bottom of the tent, so she knew that some time had. They finally kissed and it was like a first kiss for me too as I shook with the heat of the moment. Suddenly Helen stood up and headed for the door followed by the eager guy. She turned and smiled at me as she left. I followed them to the front of the hotel and watched as they disappeared towards the car park. My cock was like an iron bar and my heart was pumping.I rushed upstairs to our room and waited. I nervously paced the room, stopping every now and then for a quick pump on my hard dick to. Cherie caught her breath at the more intimate touch and her arms went around his neck."Oh, Ron, oh, Ron," she chanted, kissing the side of his neck. "Oh, Ron, please stop, you've got to stop."But Ron didn't stop. He blew in her ear and brought one hand up to cup one of her superb, large breasts. He felt the nipple grow and slipped his hand inside her gown's top to touch the bare skin of that lovely mound. Cherie was fairly panting with excitement that she tried to, but could not, suppress. He.